The Farmer's Daughter
So now that the crazy pace of summer has slowed, we acutally have time to sit and talk, read the paper, straighten up the house and all those things we had to let slide during the busy season. It is all replaced now with the craziness of the holidays; making a turkey, decorating, and buying gifts. It is the time of year when I think most people recall Christmases past. I get very sentimental each December when I bring out the ceramic Christmas tree. I bought it at a garage sale for $5, but it is just like the one my mother and both my grandmothers had. I think these trees were all the rage in the 60's or 70's. I don't think they are in style anymore, but I just love mine. I remember how my brother and I would rearange all the lights in it. The one I have now has all the lights glued in, but I guess that is what you get for $5.
As I was picking veggies from my garden, it occurred to me that I have never seen any kind of bug on anything I have ever bought from the grocery store. How is that possible? If you aren't a gardener, you may not understand, but this is a good question. How could there be no bug of any kind on anything that comes from a field of delicous stuff???????
I just have to say, there must be a lot of chemicals involved.
Insert smirky face here!!
It has been suggested by someone (who shall remain nameless) that I should write about poop, or more specifically, my love of manure! Today I arrived home to the sight of our wonderful neighbor with his tractor and manure spreader out in our field. You might think that just the kids would get crazy-excited by the sight of this super cool tractor, but I have to admit, I was really excited too!!. Ah, the wonderful nutrients going into the ground!!! and THE SMELL................ I love the smell of cow manure. LOVE IT. I have been known to even get misty eyed about it! It brings back such great memories of my childhood. The smell would linger in the air on those days when Dad would be spreading it in the fields. I don't think most people understand. I would guess that is it similar to the people who talk about their grandmother's cooking and the smell of the kitchen. For me, it just happens to be cow manure, not tomato sauce.
Most people are not too happy about the weather that is predicted this weekend. What happened to the warm days we were beginnig to grow accustomed to?! I'm an optomist! I am going to make Garlic Scape Soup!! The recipe is on our site. As I say this, I realize that most people will not be able to make Scape Soup until scapes are back in season. Scapes are not like most things in the gorcery store: readily available because they are grown somewhere else and shipped in. It is highly unilkely you will find scapes in the store and if you do, I doubt they will be very good. Well, there are lots of other great soups you can make. Heck, open a can of Campbell's Tomato Soup and make some grilled cheese sanwiches. This is probably the last of the cold weather and the last chance you will have to cozy up in the house under a blanket (and by the fire if you are lucky) because soon enough, there will be a lawn to mow and weeds to pull.
Enjoy the last of the lazy days while you can!
So here I go with a new addition to our website - a blog! Yikes! I am not tech savvy at all so this is a huge leap for me. I am old fashioned and I come by it honestly. I come from a farming family and I think that lends itself to a lack of tech exposure and comfort with that whole thing. My parents had a rotary phone way past the time when it was normal. If it weren't for automated phone systems and "press one for......" I am sure it would still be on the desk where it had been since 1964. I have read a lot about all the new technology in farming, but my dad is not about to try any of that. He is old school through and through. His flip phone is as modern as he gets, and I would not have him any other way!
This is me - married for 10 years, four kids ages 9, 7 and 6 year old twins. Yes, that is crazy and all I can say is that it seemed like a good idea at the time! There are two boys and two girls so the battles are more or less even. We have a big old collie who is 80 pounds of love. We also have a bunch of cats, the most recent addition to the family - two little poof balls named Walter and Daisy - barn cats we got from the farm. I had to have them. They are the cutest things EVER.
And by the way, that's me in the old black and white photo. A cow on our farm gave birth to triplets. Now, that was big news in our area in 1977. They needed a kid in the picture. The man in the picture is my uncle. He and my dad farmed together. Dad would never get off the tractor to come stand in front of a camera.
This is all for now. I am burning my zucchini!
And one more thing: see how the second paragraph is bold? Well, I didn't mean to do that. I can't get it un-done. Tenchnology - bah! Fooey!!